Summary: Zuko is reminded of all things blue.
"Why are you always so mean to them Zuko?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Yes you do." Katara laughs and pokes him, causing the faintest twitch of a smile. "You're mean to them because you're bored aren't you? That's not very nice."
The prince huffs. "I know I know, but there's really not much to do right now."
"Why don't you go play with the turtle ducks huh? You used to talk about them all the time and now you have a whole pond full. Go feed some or something." Her hands perch on her swaying hips as she walks towards the turtle duck pond, bending the water around her and beckoning him to her. The scarred prince sits on the edge, not quite as keen on getting wet as she is. A turtle duck domes up and nips at his robes, hoping for snacks which he is more than happy to give. Master Katara dances through the bending forms he'd seen so many times in the Air Temple and in battle. She's gorgeous, the water shimming around her.
The water is so blue he could loose himself in it. It's so blue. Katara's element is blue. Katara's eyes are blue. Katara's eyes reflect blue. Katara's eyes reflect streaks of blue. Katara's eyes reflect lightning. Screams and screams and screams erupt from her mouth as she crumples onto the hard ground twitching in pain. Zuko sees red as his sister burns, a charred corpse where she stood a moment before.
Screams from Katara.
Screams from him.
Whimpers from Katara as she strokes his face.
Begging for her to stay with him. He loves her. He tells her over and over again.
She chokes it out.
But she doesn't stay.
Zuko sees blue.
Blue eyes stare back empty at him.
Fire lilies bloom in his room and Katara helps the servants water them. He orders them out as is his custom. "Why are you always so mean to them Zuko?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Yes you do." Katara laughs and pokes him, causing the faintest twitch of a smile. "You're mean to them because you're bored aren't you? That's not very nice."